??? Serph watches John crawl under his wings in bewilderment. He thought John wanted them out of the way...
But Serph allows it, too tired from the day and night to make a fuss and... honestly? He's not as bothered by the proximity as he thought he would be and not bothered by the gentle touch on his feathers. Gentleness was a rare and precious thing in the Junkyard and in 'Nirvana'.
...He misses being surrounded by his tribe.
His own voice lowers to match John's softer cadence. "No. I was alert through the process."
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But Serph allows it, too tired from the day and night to make a fuss and... honestly? He's not as bothered by the proximity as he thought he would be and not bothered by the gentle touch on his feathers. Gentleness was a rare and precious thing in the Junkyard and in 'Nirvana'.
...He misses being surrounded by his tribe.
His own voice lowers to match John's softer cadence. "No. I was alert through the process."